THE WRITTEN WORD

EROSION

You have broken my world,Razed my walls, fractured the illusionsSo carefully crafted for just such moments.Disarmed and naked, you have stolen My sanctuary in solitude.

For so long, I have run away,Run inside, run deep into the shadowsThat no light could penetrate,Into the safety of anonymity,Into the safety of alone.

My cocoon is gone,That hermitage of growth and pain,Of life and death,A complete and perfect shellAnd a mask to so much hurt.

The lies I have told myself,The fabrications of my life,Fall from my lips, redundant,Like dried and lifeless leaves,The useless litter of Autumnal skeletons.

What could this life beIf not for you?You, for whom rainbows weep their spectral radianceInto the world;You, who took my hand, placed it upon my heartSo that I might hear the lyrics of its song;You, who whispered to meThe secrets of horizons,Who placed galaxies in dew dropsAnd infinity in the dawn;You, who did not release my from these chainsBut taught me how to pick their locksThat they might fall to my feet,Constrain me no more,Vanquished by this newfound disbelief.

You have eroded all that life once wasBy showing meAll that Life can be.